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Dec 2012
I felt a cold that touched me
It felt like death was due
So I pushed it out
It left me
My time aint yet
Blow you

A cold I really didn't like
Nor want or ever know
A steel
A feel
My  desperate need
To run and duck below

Yet heat and fire consume my health
A glow of such intense
Cold hands that touched my heart
and soul
I want a second chance

So live as everyday might be
The one that takes a shine
These hands around your heart
a feel
do grasp your very time

This grip thats got you good and tight
a vice thats not to go
So live as well as you may do
and don't be scared
**** hell
andy fardell
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